So I had my interview with Sin Quirin (formerly and presently of Revolting Cocks) and Burton C. Bell (formerly of Fear Factory) before the first big last (that makes sense) Ministry show last night. The interview went quite well. They were both very friendly gentlemen. Everything, aside from the jazz combo in the bar making recording difficult, went off without a hitch. I got the whole session recorded on my trusty Olympus MP3 recorder, played it back briefly to make sure it took, and headed across the street to the venue (House of Blues) to pay $10 for three chicken fingers and a coke. Anyway, everything was all good, but somewhere in the process of being scanned twice with a metal detector, my trusty Olympus recorder must've gotten wiped clean, for when I got on the bus to head home after a long night, and just because I am that paranoid of a guy, I decided to try and listen to a bit of the interview again to hear how good the audio came out, but to my shock and quickening horror, there was no interview to be found. No audio to be found. Nothing to be found. None of the 8 other tracks I had previously recorded on the device were around either. Panic set in "What the fucking hell!?", then resignation, "Well I hate transcribing anyway." I figured out later, and after a series of tests in which I left the device on for a long time, left it playing, left it recording, taking the battery out in the middle of it playing back, I deduced that it must have been that magnetic metal detector that was passed all over my bag. Luckily for everyone involved, I was able to find the file once I plugged my recorder into my computer, but I think the moral of the story is clear: don't interview Ministry.
So keep peeled for that article + interview that'll be hitting next month's Thirsty Media. Also, if you're into digging music, check out the unused Boredoms write up I posted the other day.
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